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my nut, morning noon & night its religion nothing but religion, trying to kid us all that this little war is just a love token or something like that, the mans balmy, you cant get away from him, you meet him on parade and he pushes a tract under the icicle on your nose, and "have you met ......" "Yes old chap" and you get for your life, creeping down of a morning for your compulsory wash, you meet him

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